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Sep 2016
Cat
My cat had nine lives,
But spent every one with me.

Those eyes see nothing
But what's just in front of them.

He had this kindness you couldn't escape-
Not like human kindness,
Because there were no thoughts behind it.

Cats don't feel pain
But the pain of death.
Noah Ducane
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Noah Ducane  20/M/Washington state
(20/M/Washington state)   
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